"No! But I'm sick and maybe I won't have my magic much longer. So I just thought that you might not want to be stuck with a squib." Megan felt so stupid. Stan loved her. She knew that. Shaking her head, Meg pulled her knees up to her chest and looked up at Stan. "Nevermind. I'm just being stupid. What were you saying about being brave?"
She made a mental note to not be an idiot any longer, but being sick was really screwing with her head.